Can't stop the world, can't hold the press,
Head lines keep running man, I digress,
And lies keep cutting, my life's a test,
And lines keep cutting in your bathroom,
Mrs. "Always right by your side",
Now missing from my life,
Always knew you lacked judgement,
Choices took me by surprise,
But you've hit a new low,
And it hurts me to realize,
That I won't forgive you,
Even When you finally clear your mind,
I was under your influence,
Now your under the influence, constantly,
Had a chance to change your life and you blew it,
And honestly, I won't be around to see you through it,
Burned bridges, and I wont be around to guide you through the ruins,
What's going through your mind when you think?
We share the same blood that I bleed,
Can't go back now you're in too deep,
Just keep my name out your mouth when you speak.

My hopes, my dreams,
These things you've chased away from me.
Now all I see are these burning memories.

You roll your eyes at me,
In that old familiar way,
You try to hold me back,
Hoping that will make me stay,
You wanna cut me down,
Thinking I will crawl back home,
You wanna shut me up,
Terrified of what i'll say.

Pay for drugs, pay for prisoners,
Don't give two shits for your child's visions,
Y'all throw bricks in a glass residence,
And don't give two shits for your daughter's interests,
Thought you'd be a man and choose a side,
I understand it's hard to stand up without a spine,
As a father myself, I'd do anything for mine,
To protect my sons or die tryin.
The knives pulled from her heart left stitches,
Now the same knives have been sharpened again,
For you to stab her in the back with them,
The same knives that you're keeping in your house,
And have around your son, and use to cut me down,
The same knife you used to cut your sister with,
Is the same knife you use to cut your pills with,
The same knife you'll use to cut your wrists.
.... Hell nah bitch, I ain't finished.

Envision a sister sharing her wisdom, guidance, decisions,
Scuplting a victor, not inflicting incisions,
Intentions irrelevant, quit playing the victim,
Quit blaming the circumstance, and claiming your innocence,
Diminishing accomplishments.
Incinerate sentiments,
Disable a bond and enable imprisonments,
Wonder the outcome, how come?
I ponder the distance of mothers and fathers and daughters,
Scholarships, power trips, silence and distance as every hour ticks:
The colder my soul will get,
The older my bones will get,
The easier you are to forget.
The harder you are to forgive.